War of the Worlds (1988–1990): Season 1, Episode 13 - Dust to Dust - full transcript
Many centuries ago, one alien ship crashed on earth. The surviving aliens were defeated by a local Indian tribe. The modern day aliens attempt to acquire the ship to assist in their subjugation of the planet.
In 1953, Earth experienced
a war of the worlds.
Common bacteria
stopped the aliens,
but it didn't kill them.
Instead, the aliens lapsed
into a state of deep hibernation.
Now the aliens have
been resurrected,
more terrifying
than ever before.
In 1953 aliens started
taking over the world,
today, they're taking
over our bodies.
Could you tell me...
how what happened
last night happened?
Kalalitabik is a giant
among the spirits.
He placed the
island in the waters,
carved out the bed
for the river water to run
and can walk over the
mountains in a single step.
Dad, you've told
me of Kalalitabik
every time we've
ever come to this river.
I've told you, but as of
yet you have not heard it.
Are you ready to receive
the Guardian Spirit?
You have prepared
yourself according
to tribal tradition?
Then we'll begin.
Tubsadad! Tubsadad!
Oh, great Warrior Spirit!
Darrow Lonetree
is ready to own you!
Tell the spirits
of Rain and Thunder
of your worthiness.
I've been to college.
I own a piece of land,
and I plan on building a house.
And I never lost a
fight with anyone!
I'm in excellent
health and I feel good
about who I am!
I am ready to own
the spirit Tubsadad!
I am ready!
The spirits have smelled
the food in you, Darrow.
You have not fasted
the required time.
Let's just do it.
You're azul... impure.
Please, please. Please.
This unique and breathtakingly
beautiful ceremonial headdress.
Turn that off.
Hold it a minute, wait!
Make up your mind, people.
My guess is this was
made in the mid-1500s,
which makes it, uh,
over 400 years old.
Where did he get that?
Has he said where he got those?
Where did you get
that, you grave robber?
People like him should be
banned from dealing in antiquities.
You're being too
easy on him, Harrison.
Uh, well, once I have this
authenticated by the museum,
I will be auctioning it off.
I believe that, uh,
this headdress,
the North American
Indian find of the century,
uh, will fetch upwards
of a million dollars.
He said he bought it
from an anonymous
private collector.
Yeah, right.
Can you save me a shot of that?
Sure.
What do you make of that?
In the center.
That clown should be
arrested for theft, sacrilege,
desecration, violation
of a people's
culture and heritage.
What?
Take a look at this.
That triangular
piece in the center,
look at the edges.
If that's glass,
in the mid-1500s,
I'm impressed with the
quality of the workmanship.
Must be mica.
Could be quartz.
Or...
Now, wait a minute.
What are you saying?
All I'm saying is
that it's curious.
I know that tone of voice.
You learned it from him.
Is the colonel being
a little cranky today?
What do you say
we take a closer
look at this, uh,
triangular whatsit, all right?
The man of the hour.
Ah...
Watching television
has paid off again.
But it takes its toll.
Softens the brain.
There, the starter
for our warships.
We must get that starter.
It must mean
there's a ship nearby.
If we had a warship,
our battle on this
garbage heap of a planet
would be different.
We would be unstoppable.
We must get the starter,
then the warship, then victory.
I love technology.
I'm running numbers
and analyses on it.
What is it?
Well, I deal in probabilities,
Colonel, not realities.
Just answer the
question, Mr. Drake.
I think the question
should be "What isn't it?"
Well, what it isn't,
according to the data,
is an Indian artifact.
The surfaces seem machine,
way beyond the Indians'
technical capabilities.
And ours, too.
I think we'd better
take a look at it.
Yes? Mm-hmm.
So, did you get the pictures?
Uh-Huh? Good.
Yeah.
Yeah.
What do you think it is?
I think it's Westeskiwin. Yeah.
No, I don't think it's
glass, crystal or quartz.
I don't know
what the hell it is.
Now listen...
This is strictly
confidential, okay?
Okay?
Yeah, I got it.
When I put the damned
thing on, it makes a noise.
A noise?
You ever heard of
anything like that?
That's amazing.
Just listen to this.
Okay.
Isn't that unbelievable?
More than a million?
Listen. You get me a
million, you get a taste of it.
I better get it.
Yeah. Thanks for the help.
You're welcome. Keep me posted.
Yeah. I'll let you know, yeah.
How...
How the hell did
you get in here?
Who the hell are you?
Listen, if you're
not out of here
in the next ten seconds,
I'm calling the police.
You have no right
to those objects.
Return what you have stolen
from my tribe or you will die.
This is private property, pal.
Hello, police?
There's some Indian
here threatening to kill me.
Mr. Newport was innocently
minding his own business
when the Indian
broke into his loft,
and he threatened his life.
He was terrorizing Mr. Newport.
After we got the complaint,
we found him wandering around
lost over in the
industrial district.
Didn't seem a threat to anyone.
He was a threat to others
and from what you're
telling me, himself.
I threatened no one.
Thanks a lot, but we
don't need your help.
I only spoke the truth.
The man who desecrated
our sacred burial ground will die
if he doesn't return
what rightfully belongs
to the Westeskiwin nation.
Do you mind?
Okay, where were we?
We must present our
case dispassionately.
There is no room for
personal axes to grind.
I'll do my best to
watch myself, Colonel.
Don't worry about me, Harrison.
I'm trained to keep my
feelings under complete control.
I see.
Just remember, smiles
make people like you.
Good.
Good afternoon.
Mark Newport?
Do you have an appointment?
We don't need an appointment.
What Colonel Ironhorse
means to say is that, uh,
we're here because
we have reason to believe
that your recently
purchased artifacts
are part of an ongoing
federal investigation.
What are you talking about?
All that we're at liberty to say
is they are part of an
ongoing investigation
that involves the very highest
levels of national security.
If we can see
the artifacts, now.
Please.
Who are you two guys?
Look, I'm going
to call my lawyer.
We'd just like to
examine the artifacts.
Nobody touches that stuff.
It's not as if it
belonged to you, mister!
Okay, that's it.
I want you two
guys out of here now.
I threw that sad-assed
old Indian in jail.
I can do the same to you!
I purchased those
items legitimately.
I don't have to answer
your accusations.
I think we should leave.
Hello, police?
I think we should leave quickly!
Uh...
Yes, can I help you?
Hang on.
I'll call you right back.
No, no, no.
I'm afraid I'll have to ask
you all to leave, right...
Okay, Chief, you made bail.
I'm not the chief.
I'm the shaman.
That means I can turn you
into a toadstool whenever I want.
Yep.
I don't know.
Huh?
What the...!
Aw.
I think that's him.
Joseph?
Paul Ironhorse.
Harrison Blackwood.
Where are Darrow and Grace?
Who?
My children.
I don't know, sir,
but I posted bail.
More important than that...
Yes, sir?
I need a ride back
to the reservation.
No problem.
There's the service entrance.
We don't have to
go in the back door.
We have identification.
Pat's right.
There can be no mistakes.
Mr. Newport?
I got to get a
lock for that door.
We're from the
Bureau of Indian Affairs.
Yeah, that's great.
But the door out there
says, "by appointment only."
And I'm real busy right now, so
if you could come back tomorrow.
Thank you. We'd like to see
the headdress you displayed
at your press conference.
Look, I don't know who
the hell you people are, but...
We'd like to see that
headdress right now.
Excuse me.
Let's get out of here.
Shouldn't we call the police?
Yes. Anonymously.
I'm sorry we had to meet
under these circumstances.
Are you all right, sir?
I'm in the military
and if there's
anything that I can do
to help you get your
tribal property back,
I want you to
know that I'm ready.
We'll get our property back.
How do you know that?
It is the way of things.
Norton, Mark Newport
was murdered.
Looks like aliens,
but I can't be sure
without getting
in the police data.
The forensic unit
is just arriving.
Now I'd like you to keep us
informed as the data comes in.
Oh, hold on, Harrison.
When the Feds kick in the
doors looking for the person
who broke into the top
secret computer banks,
where are you going to be?
I'm just going to tell them
you were a brilliant
young mind gone bad.
A rogue computer nerd
bound on destruction
and wreaking havoc and
panic among the multitudes.
I can live with that.
What are your standing
orders, comrade?
That you not be
interrupted, Advocate.
Yet, you stand, in
defiance of these orders.
I assumed that
you'd be interested
in the latest communiqué
from our action squad, Advocate.
Mm-hmm.
They report that all
is going smoothly.
There is hope.
It is safe to say, then,
the crystal is in
their possession?
It is.
Presently the squad is moving
cautiously yet expeditiously
toward the objective.
Excellent!
See that we're informed
the moment they
reach the landing site.
As you order, Advocate.
It will be refreshing
to finally report
positive progress to Counsel.
Here we are.
Thanks for getting
me out of jail.
Hey, it's no problem.
Excuse me.
You bailed my
father out of jail?
Yes.
Colonel Paul Ironhorse.
Grace Lonetree.
Thank you.
We will repay any money
you've put out on his behalf.
But we don't have
that much right now.
As long as he shows
up for his arraignment,
I'll get my money back...
Though I hadn't realized
I'd be driving all day.
Why did you do
this for my father?
I was as outraged
about the defiling
of the Indian burial sites
as he was.
And he reminded
me of my grandfather.
Well, we thank you...
and he does as well.
How can you tell?
When I asked him who you were,
he said the spirits sent you
to him to drive him home,
and he was going
to thank the spirits.
Thank you.
You know, uh, my...
grandfather used to disappear
for like four or five days.
He used to tell my grandmother
that he was going
off to see the spirits.
I think, I think he
had a girlfriend
in the next valley, though.
We are Westeskiwin...
People of the River.
What tribe are you?
Cherokee.
How many of you
are on the reservation?
There are many tribes here.
The Nooksack,
Tsimshian, Kwakiutl.
We've only about 85 Westeskiwin.
Most of the young leave.
We're trying to change that.
How?
I teach school here.
Try to teach the young to
be proud of their heritage.
Good for you.
I wish someone had
done that with me.
When I grew up I was taught
to be ashamed
of being an Indian.
It was only later
that I became proud
of our traditions and history.
I wonder.
You said you were a Colonel?
Yes. Special Forces.
The white man's army.
Ma'am, I am West Point-trained.
Wasn't General George
Custer West Point-trained?
What?
I... I haven't spoken
to an Indian woman
in a long time.
Well, we're out of the teepee,
and we're back with a vengeance.
I bet you're not so tough.
We have an archeologist
who we suspect was
murdered by the aliens.
They've stolen what we're after,
which is an
apparent alien artifact.
And Ironhorse has taken
the man who was involved
with both the archeologist
and the artifact
back to his home
on the reservation.
We're talking suspected.
We're talking apparent.
We're talking coincidence.
The Colonel hasn't
even checked in yet.
How much could be wrong?
Too much, Suzanne.
Sounds a tad like a healthy
case of paranoia to me.
As a doctor,
you know that paranoia is
nothing but a baseless fear
augmented by
extenuating circumstances.
My fear that the aliens pose
a threat to Colonel Ironhorse
and the rest of us
is hardly baseless.
Then the probabilities say
we should go to the reservation.
Precisely.
For answering the question
correctly, you get to drive.
We have nothing in common.
I'm from one world,
and you're from another.
Like night and day.
It just wouldn't work.
It isn't even worth trying.
It's a waste of time.
There's no one there.
I'm surprised.
Looks like you get to
stick around a while longer.
You will come with me.
Father, would you
stop doing that?
He's always popping
up out of nowhere.
Drives me crazy.
You will come with me.
But, sir, I have to
be heading back now.
I can't.
I'll be going with your father.
Paul Ironhorse, you
are one with our spirits.
It is remarkable.
You are not of our tribe,
but you are one as if you were.
It is an honor to be respected
by those whom you respect.
It is told...
that many years ago,
before there was
white man's time,
the Westeskiwin were
visited by beings from beyond.
It is told they gave
us the strength
to win all battles
and survive all crises.
It is a valuable legacy.
It is a legacy of survival.
The spirits want you
to have the knowledge
of that legacy.
Sir.
Shh.
The Spirit of the
Raven is watching us.
The sky is the roof.
Above the roof,
my people believe
the stars live as people.
The visitors from many years
ago came from beyond the stars.
That's the legend, right?
This way.
Pull over, Suzanne.
What's wrong, Harrison?
I don't like the vibe.
I hate it when you
say things like that.
I'm usually right.
That's why I hate it.
For generations, the knowledge
has been passed down
from father to son.
Today, Paul Ironhorse,
you are my son.
You are the son of
all the Westeskiwin.
Excuse me.
We're looking for a
Colonel Paul Ironhorse.
Paul is with my father.
Could you tell us
where they are?
They'll be back in a while.
Look, we've got
reason to believe
that Colonel Ironhorse
is in grave danger.
That means your
father is in danger, too.
Now, we might be able to help.
We can get there faster by car.
Suzanne, you drive.
They're in there!
We can't let these
people get that!
The spirits are guiding us!
These are bad people.
The spirits know
the insides of people!
But...
You may proceed with
your report, Comrade.
We've secured the
vessel, Advocate.
It's a very early model,
but all systems seem to
be operating in good order.
This is excellent news, Comrade.
Board the battle craft and
return here with all haste.
The Advocacy demands the honor
of personally leading
the way to victory.
As you order, Advocate.
And your wishes
regarding our hostages?
Kill them! Wait!
Let the Earthlings live.
As messengers of fear,
the humans will undoubtedly
spread despair on their kind.
The ensuing chaos will help
our push for the final solution.
The beginning of the end
of human life on this planet.
Exactly, Comrade.
A most comforting thought.
To life immortal!
What the hell is going on?
The aliens are in that thing.
We've got to get word to Norton
so he can call General Wilson.
He's got to alert the Air Force!
There's a mobile
phone in the car!
I'll tell him what's happening.
It's going
to take off!
Is there anything we can do?
We can't let them take off!
The spirits are stronger
than your power!
Go back!
It's too dangerous! No!
This is sacred land!
Only the spirits say
who can come and go!
Could you tell me
how what happened
last night happened?
It was the spirits.
Looked like you
had a lot to do with it.
I'm but a drop of
water in the river.
May I see that?
You want it?
Yes, of course, but...
I don't know what to say.
It is what it is.
Father...
Father.
You gave him
the sacred tribal...
You gave him...
I gave him what he
thought he wanted.
a war of the worlds.
Common bacteria
stopped the aliens,
but it didn't kill them.
Instead, the aliens lapsed
into a state of deep hibernation.
Now the aliens have
been resurrected,
more terrifying
than ever before.
In 1953 aliens started
taking over the world,
today, they're taking
over our bodies.
Could you tell me...
how what happened
last night happened?
Kalalitabik is a giant
among the spirits.
He placed the
island in the waters,
carved out the bed
for the river water to run
and can walk over the
mountains in a single step.
Dad, you've told
me of Kalalitabik
every time we've
ever come to this river.
I've told you, but as of
yet you have not heard it.
Are you ready to receive
the Guardian Spirit?
You have prepared
yourself according
to tribal tradition?
Then we'll begin.
Tubsadad! Tubsadad!
Oh, great Warrior Spirit!
Darrow Lonetree
is ready to own you!
Tell the spirits
of Rain and Thunder
of your worthiness.
I've been to college.
I own a piece of land,
and I plan on building a house.
And I never lost a
fight with anyone!
I'm in excellent
health and I feel good
about who I am!
I am ready to own
the spirit Tubsadad!
I am ready!
The spirits have smelled
the food in you, Darrow.
You have not fasted
the required time.
Let's just do it.
You're azul... impure.
Please, please. Please.
This unique and breathtakingly
beautiful ceremonial headdress.
Turn that off.
Hold it a minute, wait!
Make up your mind, people.
My guess is this was
made in the mid-1500s,
which makes it, uh,
over 400 years old.
Where did he get that?
Has he said where he got those?
Where did you get
that, you grave robber?
People like him should be
banned from dealing in antiquities.
You're being too
easy on him, Harrison.
Uh, well, once I have this
authenticated by the museum,
I will be auctioning it off.
I believe that, uh,
this headdress,
the North American
Indian find of the century,
uh, will fetch upwards
of a million dollars.
He said he bought it
from an anonymous
private collector.
Yeah, right.
Can you save me a shot of that?
Sure.
What do you make of that?
In the center.
That clown should be
arrested for theft, sacrilege,
desecration, violation
of a people's
culture and heritage.
What?
Take a look at this.
That triangular
piece in the center,
look at the edges.
If that's glass,
in the mid-1500s,
I'm impressed with the
quality of the workmanship.
Must be mica.
Could be quartz.
Or...
Now, wait a minute.
What are you saying?
All I'm saying is
that it's curious.
I know that tone of voice.
You learned it from him.
Is the colonel being
a little cranky today?
What do you say
we take a closer
look at this, uh,
triangular whatsit, all right?
The man of the hour.
Ah...
Watching television
has paid off again.
But it takes its toll.
Softens the brain.
There, the starter
for our warships.
We must get that starter.
It must mean
there's a ship nearby.
If we had a warship,
our battle on this
garbage heap of a planet
would be different.
We would be unstoppable.
We must get the starter,
then the warship, then victory.
I love technology.
I'm running numbers
and analyses on it.
What is it?
Well, I deal in probabilities,
Colonel, not realities.
Just answer the
question, Mr. Drake.
I think the question
should be "What isn't it?"
Well, what it isn't,
according to the data,
is an Indian artifact.
The surfaces seem machine,
way beyond the Indians'
technical capabilities.
And ours, too.
I think we'd better
take a look at it.
Yes? Mm-hmm.
So, did you get the pictures?
Uh-Huh? Good.
Yeah.
Yeah.
What do you think it is?
I think it's Westeskiwin. Yeah.
No, I don't think it's
glass, crystal or quartz.
I don't know
what the hell it is.
Now listen...
This is strictly
confidential, okay?
Okay?
Yeah, I got it.
When I put the damned
thing on, it makes a noise.
A noise?
You ever heard of
anything like that?
That's amazing.
Just listen to this.
Okay.
Isn't that unbelievable?
More than a million?
Listen. You get me a
million, you get a taste of it.
I better get it.
Yeah. Thanks for the help.
You're welcome. Keep me posted.
Yeah. I'll let you know, yeah.
How...
How the hell did
you get in here?
Who the hell are you?
Listen, if you're
not out of here
in the next ten seconds,
I'm calling the police.
You have no right
to those objects.
Return what you have stolen
from my tribe or you will die.
This is private property, pal.
Hello, police?
There's some Indian
here threatening to kill me.
Mr. Newport was innocently
minding his own business
when the Indian
broke into his loft,
and he threatened his life.
He was terrorizing Mr. Newport.
After we got the complaint,
we found him wandering around
lost over in the
industrial district.
Didn't seem a threat to anyone.
He was a threat to others
and from what you're
telling me, himself.
I threatened no one.
Thanks a lot, but we
don't need your help.
I only spoke the truth.
The man who desecrated
our sacred burial ground will die
if he doesn't return
what rightfully belongs
to the Westeskiwin nation.
Do you mind?
Okay, where were we?
We must present our
case dispassionately.
There is no room for
personal axes to grind.
I'll do my best to
watch myself, Colonel.
Don't worry about me, Harrison.
I'm trained to keep my
feelings under complete control.
I see.
Just remember, smiles
make people like you.
Good.
Good afternoon.
Mark Newport?
Do you have an appointment?
We don't need an appointment.
What Colonel Ironhorse
means to say is that, uh,
we're here because
we have reason to believe
that your recently
purchased artifacts
are part of an ongoing
federal investigation.
What are you talking about?
All that we're at liberty to say
is they are part of an
ongoing investigation
that involves the very highest
levels of national security.
If we can see
the artifacts, now.
Please.
Who are you two guys?
Look, I'm going
to call my lawyer.
We'd just like to
examine the artifacts.
Nobody touches that stuff.
It's not as if it
belonged to you, mister!
Okay, that's it.
I want you two
guys out of here now.
I threw that sad-assed
old Indian in jail.
I can do the same to you!
I purchased those
items legitimately.
I don't have to answer
your accusations.
I think we should leave.
Hello, police?
I think we should leave quickly!
Uh...
Yes, can I help you?
Hang on.
I'll call you right back.
No, no, no.
I'm afraid I'll have to ask
you all to leave, right...
Okay, Chief, you made bail.
I'm not the chief.
I'm the shaman.
That means I can turn you
into a toadstool whenever I want.
Yep.
I don't know.
Huh?
What the...!
Aw.
I think that's him.
Joseph?
Paul Ironhorse.
Harrison Blackwood.
Where are Darrow and Grace?
Who?
My children.
I don't know, sir,
but I posted bail.
More important than that...
Yes, sir?
I need a ride back
to the reservation.
No problem.
There's the service entrance.
We don't have to
go in the back door.
We have identification.
Pat's right.
There can be no mistakes.
Mr. Newport?
I got to get a
lock for that door.
We're from the
Bureau of Indian Affairs.
Yeah, that's great.
But the door out there
says, "by appointment only."
And I'm real busy right now, so
if you could come back tomorrow.
Thank you. We'd like to see
the headdress you displayed
at your press conference.
Look, I don't know who
the hell you people are, but...
We'd like to see that
headdress right now.
Excuse me.
Let's get out of here.
Shouldn't we call the police?
Yes. Anonymously.
I'm sorry we had to meet
under these circumstances.
Are you all right, sir?
I'm in the military
and if there's
anything that I can do
to help you get your
tribal property back,
I want you to
know that I'm ready.
We'll get our property back.
How do you know that?
It is the way of things.
Norton, Mark Newport
was murdered.
Looks like aliens,
but I can't be sure
without getting
in the police data.
The forensic unit
is just arriving.
Now I'd like you to keep us
informed as the data comes in.
Oh, hold on, Harrison.
When the Feds kick in the
doors looking for the person
who broke into the top
secret computer banks,
where are you going to be?
I'm just going to tell them
you were a brilliant
young mind gone bad.
A rogue computer nerd
bound on destruction
and wreaking havoc and
panic among the multitudes.
I can live with that.
What are your standing
orders, comrade?
That you not be
interrupted, Advocate.
Yet, you stand, in
defiance of these orders.
I assumed that
you'd be interested
in the latest communiqué
from our action squad, Advocate.
Mm-hmm.
They report that all
is going smoothly.
There is hope.
It is safe to say, then,
the crystal is in
their possession?
It is.
Presently the squad is moving
cautiously yet expeditiously
toward the objective.
Excellent!
See that we're informed
the moment they
reach the landing site.
As you order, Advocate.
It will be refreshing
to finally report
positive progress to Counsel.
Here we are.
Thanks for getting
me out of jail.
Hey, it's no problem.
Excuse me.
You bailed my
father out of jail?
Yes.
Colonel Paul Ironhorse.
Grace Lonetree.
Thank you.
We will repay any money
you've put out on his behalf.
But we don't have
that much right now.
As long as he shows
up for his arraignment,
I'll get my money back...
Though I hadn't realized
I'd be driving all day.
Why did you do
this for my father?
I was as outraged
about the defiling
of the Indian burial sites
as he was.
And he reminded
me of my grandfather.
Well, we thank you...
and he does as well.
How can you tell?
When I asked him who you were,
he said the spirits sent you
to him to drive him home,
and he was going
to thank the spirits.
Thank you.
You know, uh, my...
grandfather used to disappear
for like four or five days.
He used to tell my grandmother
that he was going
off to see the spirits.
I think, I think he
had a girlfriend
in the next valley, though.
We are Westeskiwin...
People of the River.
What tribe are you?
Cherokee.
How many of you
are on the reservation?
There are many tribes here.
The Nooksack,
Tsimshian, Kwakiutl.
We've only about 85 Westeskiwin.
Most of the young leave.
We're trying to change that.
How?
I teach school here.
Try to teach the young to
be proud of their heritage.
Good for you.
I wish someone had
done that with me.
When I grew up I was taught
to be ashamed
of being an Indian.
It was only later
that I became proud
of our traditions and history.
I wonder.
You said you were a Colonel?
Yes. Special Forces.
The white man's army.
Ma'am, I am West Point-trained.
Wasn't General George
Custer West Point-trained?
What?
I... I haven't spoken
to an Indian woman
in a long time.
Well, we're out of the teepee,
and we're back with a vengeance.
I bet you're not so tough.
We have an archeologist
who we suspect was
murdered by the aliens.
They've stolen what we're after,
which is an
apparent alien artifact.
And Ironhorse has taken
the man who was involved
with both the archeologist
and the artifact
back to his home
on the reservation.
We're talking suspected.
We're talking apparent.
We're talking coincidence.
The Colonel hasn't
even checked in yet.
How much could be wrong?
Too much, Suzanne.
Sounds a tad like a healthy
case of paranoia to me.
As a doctor,
you know that paranoia is
nothing but a baseless fear
augmented by
extenuating circumstances.
My fear that the aliens pose
a threat to Colonel Ironhorse
and the rest of us
is hardly baseless.
Then the probabilities say
we should go to the reservation.
Precisely.
For answering the question
correctly, you get to drive.
We have nothing in common.
I'm from one world,
and you're from another.
Like night and day.
It just wouldn't work.
It isn't even worth trying.
It's a waste of time.
There's no one there.
I'm surprised.
Looks like you get to
stick around a while longer.
You will come with me.
Father, would you
stop doing that?
He's always popping
up out of nowhere.
Drives me crazy.
You will come with me.
But, sir, I have to
be heading back now.
I can't.
I'll be going with your father.
Paul Ironhorse, you
are one with our spirits.
It is remarkable.
You are not of our tribe,
but you are one as if you were.
It is an honor to be respected
by those whom you respect.
It is told...
that many years ago,
before there was
white man's time,
the Westeskiwin were
visited by beings from beyond.
It is told they gave
us the strength
to win all battles
and survive all crises.
It is a valuable legacy.
It is a legacy of survival.
The spirits want you
to have the knowledge
of that legacy.
Sir.
Shh.
The Spirit of the
Raven is watching us.
The sky is the roof.
Above the roof,
my people believe
the stars live as people.
The visitors from many years
ago came from beyond the stars.
That's the legend, right?
This way.
Pull over, Suzanne.
What's wrong, Harrison?
I don't like the vibe.
I hate it when you
say things like that.
I'm usually right.
That's why I hate it.
For generations, the knowledge
has been passed down
from father to son.
Today, Paul Ironhorse,
you are my son.
You are the son of
all the Westeskiwin.
Excuse me.
We're looking for a
Colonel Paul Ironhorse.
Paul is with my father.
Could you tell us
where they are?
They'll be back in a while.
Look, we've got
reason to believe
that Colonel Ironhorse
is in grave danger.
That means your
father is in danger, too.
Now, we might be able to help.
We can get there faster by car.
Suzanne, you drive.
They're in there!
We can't let these
people get that!
The spirits are guiding us!
These are bad people.
The spirits know
the insides of people!
But...
You may proceed with
your report, Comrade.
We've secured the
vessel, Advocate.
It's a very early model,
but all systems seem to
be operating in good order.
This is excellent news, Comrade.
Board the battle craft and
return here with all haste.
The Advocacy demands the honor
of personally leading
the way to victory.
As you order, Advocate.
And your wishes
regarding our hostages?
Kill them! Wait!
Let the Earthlings live.
As messengers of fear,
the humans will undoubtedly
spread despair on their kind.
The ensuing chaos will help
our push for the final solution.
The beginning of the end
of human life on this planet.
Exactly, Comrade.
A most comforting thought.
To life immortal!
What the hell is going on?
The aliens are in that thing.
We've got to get word to Norton
so he can call General Wilson.
He's got to alert the Air Force!
There's a mobile
phone in the car!
I'll tell him what's happening.
It's going
to take off!
Is there anything we can do?
We can't let them take off!
The spirits are stronger
than your power!
Go back!
It's too dangerous! No!
This is sacred land!
Only the spirits say
who can come and go!
Could you tell me
how what happened
last night happened?
It was the spirits.
Looked like you
had a lot to do with it.
I'm but a drop of
water in the river.
May I see that?
You want it?
Yes, of course, but...
I don't know what to say.
It is what it is.
Father...
Father.
You gave him
the sacred tribal...
You gave him...
I gave him what he
thought he wanted.